Moody iMac

Soggy day and a soggy night, with more cold rain promised, but unless the water finds its way into some previously unknown aperture in the roof, I don’t mind. I was out for a while before the rain, and it actually felt like March ought to be, but rarely is: almost warm enough to lose the jacket.

The computer behaved strangely for a while today, following some suspicious e-mail, not the sort that promises a bigger penis or Canadian meds at pennies on the dollar, but which freezes up the system as you try to delete it. One or two of those bombs flies in uninvited every week. Do spammers do this deliberately? Wankers. Or is it an unintended byproduct of spamming? They’re still wankers.

“Strangely” isn’t quite the word, really, maybe just moody, as in it crashed when it was in the mood, which was much more often than usual. But it got better. That’s my iMac. Of course, now that I’ve mentioned these possibilities—roof and computer failure, both expensive notions—a leak is going to appear over my computer some dark and stormy night.